Womb of Rebutant
Second Coming of Dilla's Parents

"Mr Hermawan? Really this?? I didn't see it wrong, did I?" risma asked the middle-aged man who smiled when she saw him.

"Yes Nak. Its me. The world is so narrow, right? Until I meet you again at my son's husband's house." He said with a laugh that made Risma's smile recede instantly.

The face was suddenly flat. Dava who saw Risma's smile so bright now suddenly receded because of her Papa speech, chuckling cynically at Risma.

"Why? You were surprised to find out if this man you helped is your husband's father-in-law?! Hmh! A holy pretentious. Not to mention, the husbands of people are also embattled! You perjakor!"

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"Shut up!" arta's jolt with her jaw tightening. He looked up at Dava, who was shocked to see Arta's anger at Risma's words.

"Why are you angry? It's really what I'm saying that Risma is a pela-,'

"Heaven!!!"

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Dava and his parents were shocked when they saw the bleeding clearly on Arta's face.

"Mas! You're kok-,"

"Silence Dava!" reprimand Papa Hermawan to his youngest son who is now upset with him.

"But Pa-,"

"Silent Madava Hermawan!"

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"Do you understand silence?!" press Papa Hermawan so firmly through the look of his eyes.

Dava direct kicep. Dare not to argue anymore. He saw Dilla still staring at Arta's doorstep.

Papa Hermawan sighed. "Sit down, son. Why are you sitting there? Which isn't your home anyway?" said chuckle.

It's not my house, Pa..

Dilla stared pushyly at her two old oprangs. He walked slowly and sat beside the mother who was waiting for him with her pity.

Arta enoleh to Papa Hermawan who is now waiting for an answer from him.

"What's written there is true."

"Curtain!" dava gritted sisnis.

"Dava.." reproved papa Hermawan again. Then he looked at Arta. "But why? Why did you get married again? What about papa's daughter? Don't you feel sorry for seeing it?" he said with a calm but weakened voice.

Dilla held back her tears.

Arta chuckles. "papa's love says? Why should I be tearing at him?" Instead of answering but instead blasting with backfiring on papa Hermawan that makes middle-aged men like alamarhum papi Gilang was astonished.

"Isn't Dilla your wife? if you got married and made a big event why are you just Risma? Why don't you do dilla too? Remember Nak. You have to be fair!" firmly amsih with his calm face even though it is actually tucked gently in it.

"Avil?" papa hermawan nodded.

Arta laughed sarcastically. The laugh that shocked everyone was because the sound of the wasp was so scary in the middle of the night that it was almost silent.

"why do I have to be fair to a woman who has never considered me a husband since two years ago?"

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"What do you mean, Mom?!" the Dava exclaims represent a question from the papa.

Arta laughed again. He turned to Dilla who was now down and did not dare to look at him and his family.

His face flushed red with his body shaking withstanding the cries that would soon be coming out. Arta laughed again seeing that. A very scary laugh.

"Answer Miss Dilla!"

The deg!

The three men were increasingly surprised by Arta's call to Dilla.

"I explained it? Or you Miss Faradilla Hermawan!"

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